Lunox's Point of View
I went to school early. I need to set up my plan. I have my laptop with me. I need to organize things. I didn't come to school yesterday because I was sick, and knowing my two friends, they will ask many questions. I can't concentrate on my plan if they'll just disturb me. So, I figured a way on how I can peacefully execute my plan. That is, come to school early. I went into our classroom and sat down in my chair. I took out my laptop and put it on my desk.
I typed the password and viola, I have signed in. I'm the only one in our room right now. I can do whatever I want to do, no hindrances, no noise, just me. I clicked the private video in my laptop. I'm wearing my earphones so that no one can hear it, for safety. This video can be obtained by selected people only, and that includes me. Actually, this was my last mission. After that mission, I requested to take a break and be transferred here. The video's playing.
I kicked him. There was a mirror behind him so it broke. I could see the blood slowly dropping behind his back. He is sitting as he held his wound at his side. "What do you need?!" He shouted. I smiled mischievously. "You know what I want." I slowly came closer to him. When I was in front of him, I slashed him on the forehead with my jack-knife. I sat down. I put my knife in the bottom of his chin, I lifted it. "Tell me the truth, I hate liars. If you lie, this knife that I'm holding will be buried inside your jaw. So, talk."
"I-I don't know... wh— ack!" He ached in pain. I shot his foot. "You're saying something?" I innocently asked. "My patience is short. Do you know this man?" I asked as I showed his picture, the man with the mask. The design of his mask is unique so I knew right away who designed the mask. It is no other than him. "I'll ask you again. Do you know this man? One. Two. Th—"
"Y-Yes! I know the mask but not the man. He communicated me via email. I haven't saw his face in person, he doesn't like to meet up." I tightened the grip on the jack-knife, pushing it more. "B-But! One time, there's a student, a student... when I've finished designing the mask. A student came to my shop and taken the mask, that student was ordered to take the mask. I think the student is the man's child—" Someone shot him. His blood spread all around me. I shot deadly glares at my fellow assassin. "Fvk you, fvck you so bad! He still has a use for me, and you shot him just like that?" I irritatedly said. "We're running out of time. Rak Frederick is dead. Mission complete. We're going back," he said and turned his back on me.
I hate him. He's annoying as hell. If it wasn't for my job, I'll not talk to him ever.
Then, I found information about the student. He or she is a student in Pedelton High School, and that's why I transferred here to find out what relation is that student to the one who murdered my parents. I don't even know if the student is a he or she. The only thing I'm sure is he or she is a Pedelton High School student and that is I'm certain of.
I shut down my laptop and closed it. I was surprised when Pharsa's face showed up in front of me. Did she saw the video? Shvt. I hope not. "You looked serious when I came in. Are you by any chance watching porn? That's why you went to school early?" I think she didn't see it. If she saw it, I have no choice but to kill her. "Shut up, Phars." I hid the laptop in my bag. "Aren't you going to say something?" I didn't answer. "You were absent yesterday! You didn't bother to reply to our message! We were worried about you, Lu," she worriedly said.
"I got sick," I answered. "Sick? Then why didn't you tell us. We should have taken care of you," she said. "I'm fine now as you can see. My uncle's there for me so you don't need to worry," I said. She pouted. "Next time, Lu, tell us, okay? We're really worried," she said. I sighed. "I'm sorry. I will remind you next time I got sick." Her face brightened up and hugged me. "Wah, Lu! You really love me," she said. "Yeah, yeah."
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Black Section
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